Lyrics:
society you think im fucking socrates
Im fighting your philososphy buh buh buh bullet gallery
Blood drip drip dripping it casually
Cut throat bloody pool
Waiting for the moment to strike
To take possession to take your heart
Turn your part into a farse
Without respect, without regret
Cut-throat
Waiting for the moment to strike
To take possession to take your heart
Turn your part into a farse
Without respect, without regret
Cut-throat
Stab him in the throat
Tryna turn it into something (tryna turn it into something)
What the fuck he been discussin'?
He looking schwifty, man
Yeah, ugh
Yeah, yeah
You are now listening to a Bobby Johnson beat
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, ay
Pray to god like Allah
Please slit my throat
And when
I could take it all
Love it big or small
Make it hit the wall
I'm the throat goat
I just sucked my ex
No gag reflex
I just had to flex
I'm
as I show I'm Chopin ya throat
I just be spitting I love it the most
You only be spittin' ya writers a ghost
Where is the real I'm losing My hope
These
No friends
I had nothing really
But a will to make this end
Go for the throat
Go for the throat
Go for the throat
Go for the throat
I'm fucked
Deep throat Revolution
Deep throat Revolution
Deep throat Revolution
Deep throat Revolution
Deep throat Revolution
No alla guerra, sì al
Waiting for the moment to strike
Take possession, taking your heart
Turn your part into a farse
Without respect, without regret
Cut-throat, cut-throat
goat, goat, goat (burr, burr, burr)
My foot on niggas' throat, throat, throat, throat (hah, pussy)
Diamond cross on like the Pope, Pope, Pope, Pope
Trapping like the narco (narco)
Got dope like Pablo (Pablo)
Cut throat like Pablo (cut throat)
Chop trees with the Draco (Draco)
Trapping like
(Chorus)
Hands on my neck
Hands grip my throat throat
Lift me up up
Man take control
Heart and soul gone
My type
Don't you know
I fall for
mouth, down they throat")
The game is cold
("I'm goin' in they mouth, down they throat")
The game is cold
("I'm goin' in they mouth, down they throat
yeah
[The Game:] shit crazy homie
[Chorus: 2x]
My niggas cut throat My niggas cut throat
I got some killas on the east and the west coast
Dem
yeah
[The Game:] shit crazy homie
[Chorus: 2x]
My niggas cut throat My niggas cut throat
I got some killas on the east and the west coast
Dem
Hey Aes! Yeah I'll be out in a minute
Cut throat, yeah, she like that holy water
Cut throat, nut hoe, yeah, she like to lick up on her
What hoe? What
She got that water
Wanna ride it like a boat
She swallow my kids
I'm in love with her throat
I'm in love with her throat
I'm in love with her throat
on
The sleeping pills bye bye
Cut his wrists, slit his throat
Cut his wrists, slit his throat
Cut his wrists, slit his throat
Cut his wrists, slit his throat
Kill
somewhere they know
So aim for my throat. Please don't pick up the phone, my execution date's always getting postponed
I'm not scared of ghosts, or the places
hands around my throat
Ask me to let go
Your hands around my throat
Your hands around my throat
Your hands around my throat
Your hands around my throat
I just keep come, very slow we ain't far a toe
Catch a rope around your throat and then I leave no fuckin' toe
Catch a rope around your throat
or we break up
Either we smoking, or we drinking
Or we at each others throat
Either we smoking, or we drinking
Or we at each others throat
Either we
And uh, and if you fit this description baby
Ha, ha, yeah, this is what I want you to do
[Gerome Hulett]
Take my manhood
Deep throat it
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